“Where shall I find her?”
“Well, really, I don’t know,” said Lord Caterham vaguely. “She might be anywhere. As I told you just now, she’s never in the same place for two minutes together. No repose.”
“And I suppose Miss Wade will be with her? It seems to me, Caterham, that the best plan would be for you to ring the bell and ask your butler to find her, saying that I wish to speak to her for a few minutes.”
Lord Caterham pressed the bell obediently.
“Oh, Tredwell,” he said, when the bell was answered, “just find her ladyship, will you? Tell her Mr. Lomax is anxious to speak to her in the drawing-room.”
“Yes, my lord.”
Tredwell withdrew. George seized Lord Caterham’s hand and wrung it warmly, much to the latter’s discomfort.
“A thousand thanks,” he said. “I hope soon to bring you good news.”
He hastened from the room.
“Well,” said Lord Caterham. “Well!”
And after a long pause:
“What has Bundle been up to?”
The door opened again.
“ Mr. Eversleigh, my lord.”
As Bill hastened in, Lord Caterham caught his hand and spoke earnestly.